Entity (A Niall Horan Fan-fiction)

Part 2

  **Okay so I haven't posted in a while but I will try to post every Sunday(: Liam Payne is in this part and so is Josh DeFINE.(: Remember to comment and vote<3**

  I awaken the next morning to a car horn sounding. I lazily roll out of bed and make my way to the window. I peer through the glass to see a particular Blonde boy leaning on the passenger door. I make my way down the stairs and out the door in nothing but a t-shirt and shorts.

    “Hey babe, nice outfit.” Niall says winking.

    “How do you know where I live?” I say, with an are-you-crazy look.

    “I took you home last night, don’t you remember?” Niall says slightly chuckling.

    “No because you did that thing to me at the club then you left.” I say, reddening at the memory. He noticed my embarrassment and took it to his advantage.

    “I can do that more often and I probably will sweetheart. Get dressed; I’m taking you out to breakfast.” He said making his way up to me. I waited till he was inches away from me to reply.

    “I don’t want to, why do you even want to? Aren’t I just another piece of your games?” I say walking back up into my house. I make my way inside and hear Niall trail behind me.

    “Listen sweetheart, I don’t know if you didn’t get it, but you’re mine now. You know what that means? No others.  I want to take my girl out to get to know her, anyway.”  

   “Yeah, is this what you do? Just pick up a girl at any club, talk her up, then swoon her for a week till you’re onto the next one? No thanks, I don’t want to go on that ride.” Niall makes his way over to me and picks me up bridal style. He goes around the railing and sets me on my back on top of the couch with him towering over me. He takes a deep breath and inches closer to me.

    “You’re not like other girls. I’ve been watching you dance, and I can tell you put emotion into it. Now get dressed, I prefer a dress.” He whispers kissing my jaw. He gets up and puts out a hand for me to grasp. As I’m back to my feet, I obey his orders and go past him.

    “You don’t know anything.” I say turning to face him. “You think you do, but you don’t, it will take a lot of effort for you to get me talking.” I turn back around and ascend up the stairs. I walk into the bathroom and turn on the shower. I make sure both of the doors are locked, in case he  wanted a sneak peek. I take off my pajamas and step silently into the shower. I mainly do my routines in the shower, sometimes slipping. Other times I sing my heart out, but I remind myself that a bad boy is practically outside my bathroom. What if he finds out about my secret? What would he do? How would he react? I glance down at my hip and brush my fingers over the tattoo. 2/20/2006. Never going back. I think to myself. I quickly clean my hair and body and shut off the water. ‘Shit’ I say to myself. I look around the bathroom, seeing no towel anywhere. I bite my lip and finally shout. “Niall!”

  *NIALLS POV*

      “Niall!” I hear Jade yell from in the bathroom.

      “I got to go I have something to do.” I say to Rick.

    “Dammit Horan, we need you to go after him!” 

    “Okay I will but I just can’t right now. I will tonight.” I assure him.

    “You better. You know what I’ll do if you don’t get this job done, you could get killed.”

    “I understand.” I say and hang up, having a groan escape from my lips.  I walk to the bathroom.